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It’s Freedom to Read week! Did you know that these books were once banned?

The Crank Trilogy by Ellen Hopkins

The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald

Tweak by Nick Sheff

The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls

Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret. By Judy Blume

A Farewell to Arms by Ernest Hemingway

Learn more.

ELEMENTAL GEMS

So a few people said on my previous post (about the Desert Glass) that Lapis and the Desert Glass had something in common. They’re element controllers. (For now, we’ll just call them Elemental Gems.)


So far we’ve really only seen two Elemental Gems, and both are in similar situations:

They were both imprisoned in an object of some sort, presumably for their usefulness as a tool. Lapis was trapped in a mirror and used for seeing the past. The Desert Glass was trapped in a pillow, however it’s function is unclear, but it is likely that it was used for mass construction possibly for bases during the war.

The both, as far as we know, lack any type of weapon. To compensate for their lack of weapons, they have immense control over elements they appear to be associated with. For example, the Desert Glass

when on the sand, it quickly erected towers and stairs with ease, moving massive portions of sand and rock. That was while it was STILL CONTAINED, meaning it could potentially move mountains with a flick of the wrist when free.

BUT when separated from its element, like in this picture

it had no power whatsoever.

And with Lapis Lazuli, she was able to control water even when bound,

and once freed, was able to raise this giant hand of water without even lifting a finger.

And when she actually did put effort into her actions…

SHE SUCKED THE ENTIRE FREAKING OCEAN INTO SPACE.

The basic premise of this post is to tell y’all that Elemental Gems are really scary and I hope that we’ll see more of them soon. The Hiatus is almost over.

That’s all for now.

Dad had lost his job at the gypsum, and when Christmas came that year, we had no money at all. On Christmas Eve, Dad took each one of us kids out into the desert night one by one.
“Pick out your favorite star”, Dad said.
“I like that one!” I said.
Dad grinned, “that’s Venus”, he said. He explained to me that planets glowed because reflected light was constant and stars twinkled because their light pulsed.
“I like it anyway” I said.
“What the hell,” Dad said. “It’s Christmas. You can have a planet if you want.”
And he gave me Venus.
—  Jeanette Walls, The Glass Castle